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  1. Wonder by R.J. Palacio

  2. Pre-reading Activity 1 If you had to choose ONE adjective to describe yourself, what would it be and why? (5 - 7 sentences, using FRIES as support) Read the first page of Wonder. How does August describe himself and what support does he use for this adjective?

  3. Pre-Reading * Form groups of three or four. * As you go through the slideshow, you will see a variety of images that you will need to know in order to better visualize the text and understand the plot. * Record what your group knows about the images. Answer the prompts. Be prepared to share.

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  5. Who is this character? What makes him different? [Image]. Retireved 6 July 2014 from

  6. Predict: You know a limited amount about the story. How might this character relate to Wonder? [Image]. Retrieved 6 July 2014 from

  7. What do you know about this mask?Predict: How might this image fit into the story? [Image]. Retrieved 6 July 2014 from

  8. Wonder Pg 3 Wonder: By R.J. Palacio Pg. 3 Ordinary I know I’m not an ordinary ten-year-old kid. I mean, sure, I do ordinary things. I eat ice cream. I ride my bike. I play ball. I have an Xbox. Stuff like that makes me ordinary. I guess. And I feel ordinary. Inside. But I know ordinary kids don’t make other ordinary kids run away screaming in playgrounds. I know ordinary kids don’t get stared at wherever they go. If I found a magic lamp and I could have one wish, I would wish that I had a normal face that no one ever notices at all. I wish that I could walk down the street without people seeing me and then doing that looking away thing. Here’s what I think: the only reason I’m not ordinary is that no one else sees me that way. But I’m kind of used to how I look by now. I know how to pretend I don’t see the faces people make. We’ve all gotten pretty good at that sort of thing: me, Mom and Dad, and Via. Actually, I take that back: Via’s not so good at it. She’s can get really annoyed when people say something rude. Like for instance, one time in the playground some older kids made some noises. I don’t even know that the noises were exactly because I didn’t hear them myself, but Via heard and she just started yelling at the kids. That’s the way she is. I’m not that way. Via doesn’t see me as ordinary. She says she does, but if I were ordinary, she wouldn’t feel like she needed to protect me as much. And Mom and Dad don’t see me as ordinary. They see me as extraordinary. I think the only person in the world who realizes how ordinary I am is me. My name is August, by the way. I won’t describe what I look like. Whatever you’re thinking, it’s probably worse.